lullaby for a lost mother               in womb               you spun               in secret; swum               and swept, and leapt               and listened.               beneath               my heart you               threaded rainbows,               rounded mountains,               rolled ashore.               while bathed in love               your eyes               once opened; your               lashes               gently met.               we               missed you by               a hair’s breadth; yet               in our bruised hearts               you sing.                                  Shelley Costa                                        posted for February ’04